Page 1 of Idée Fixe
She is perfection personified.
The woman I never should've let go. I haven’t been able to take my eyes off her, since she walked into this fetish rave and I spotted her.
She speaks to my soul, and by the end of the night, I’ll have owned every single inch of her body and she’ll have taken every inch of me.
Because this isn’t just your typical night out, this is where dreams, and fantasies… become reality.
Three days before.
“You can’t be serious Cairo!”
If there is one thing I regret in my life, it’s giving my best friend a chance. Because boy, what a fucking stupid idea that was. Initially, when we first got together, it was a little different from what I expected. I thought it would flow easily considering we were best friends for two years before, then all of a sudden after the first year, things changed.
The honeymoon period is supposed to last longer than a year right?
Not with us. After eighteen months, everything went south. He started spending more time at work, claiming that he was overrun daily, his attitude and the way he spoke to me got worse too. All of a sudden it was like our relationship meant nothing.
Time and time again I found myself thinking ofhim. The one I missed more than my next breath, my first real chance at love but all that changed when he ghosted me; left me alone without a single word. So it turn, I ended up with this piece of shit here. I’d spent the past year trying to make this relationship with Dannywork, turn it into something it’s not and I’m fucking bored of it.
I was never going to be the type of girl that would forgive a lying, cheating, limp dick, asshole, and there was no way I was going to start now. Accusing me day in and day out of lying and cheating and here he is doing exactly what he has accused me of.
I guess the upside is… I’m finally free.
Snatching my clothes from the bedside table, I stuff them into the silver suitcase that rests on the bed. I can’t believe the motherfucker is actually standing there, thinking I’m actually going to forgive him. The laughter comes out of nowhere, I thought I’d be upset… I guess I didn’t really give a shit about this relationship in the first place.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I pause, plastering a fake smile on my face. “Do I need to do something to make you believe me?”
“It was an accident for fuck’s sake!”
He cannot be serious.
“An accident, Danny!?” I shout, finally losing every ounce of control I have left, because he is really pushing my fucking buttons.
“So, let me get this straight.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, and scoff in frustration. “You just happened to trip, and with absolute perfect aim, fall inside another man’s ass or?” There’s no way this little germ is trying to convince me that being balls deep in my best friend’s, brother’s ass was an accident.
He groans, running his hands through his short brown hair. “Cairo, Jesus will you calm down and talk to me.”
“I’m not fucking interested.” I shrug. Packing the last of my things into a suitcase -because luckily I don’t live with the big bird looking motherfucker- I drag it to the front door.
“Cairo!” he calls.
“What!?” I snap, turning around instantly, my hair slapping me in the face.
“You’re, uh… you’re not going to tell anyone are you?”
My eyes widen and my blood boils to the top, grabbing the nearest thing to me, which is a candle, I launch it in his direction and scream. “I hope you get dick rot you limp dick FUCKER!” And with that I storm out of the house and down the drive to my car.
Dropping down onto Sienna’s couch, I drop my head back and groan. This is the worst fucking timing. I swear to God, Billie Eilish had it right when she said,‘Give an ugly man a chance, they think they rule the world’. More than that, they end up treating you like shit because they get some kind of fucking ego boost.
“I can’t believe Chase fucked Danny.” Sienna covers her face. “I’m so sorry. He’s a fucking asshole.”
“It’s fine, honestly. In a way, he kinda did me a favour. Besides, I haven’t seen him in years, Si.” I shrug. “I just need something to take my mind off the situation.” Taking a sip of the JD in my glass, I relish in the feeling of the alcohol swirling down my throat.
“I have an idea,” Sienna giggles, and when she laughs like that, all maniacal and shit, I know it involves something fucked up.
“No,” I sigh, pressing the tumbler of JD against my head.
“Oh come on.” She grabs me by the wrist and pulls me forward.
